Today i saw my father making
faces to make a small kid smile.
And i laughed
to see that kid in him.
certain joys are so pure.
Family- the love i hold i cant say.
Awake all night on knees.... gave away those doors and keys... walking with winter blues.... Left home with a pair of jeans....Hands searching for warmth in cold.... mingled with dreams inside.... empty pockets and empty she... with the chilly wind besides... the puppet walks away tonight.
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